Dirty mind

 

Honestly

your mind is like a sewer

whatever i say you

twist and turn it into

something else

i mention peaches

you think of bottoms

i mention melons

you think of..

... well i won't say

i asked if you would

like some wine, you

lick your lips and

wink at me

i offered to cook you a

nice piece of steak

how on earth did you

miscontrew what i meant?

your mind is like a sewer

i don't dare speak

or move or breath

for fear of what you might think

I asked if you fancied an early night,

you answered

no thanks dear...

.. top gear is on in an hour!!!!

Author's Note

sometimes we just can't win hehe

Reviews

[flippyblue]

Ha ha! I laughed my way through the whole thing. Great poem, it was funny and true. ;)

[Kees Kapteyn]

Some men are immature indeed. All of us have the little boy in us that like to make dirty jokes but too many of us don't have the gift of discipline and appropriate timing. We objectify women far too much and that is what this poem is about.

i offered to cook you a
nice piece of steak
how on earth did you
miscontrew what i meant?
your mind is like a sewer
i don't dare speak
or move or breath
for fear of what you might think

This is the real crux of the poem and my heart hardens to think that I have ever made a woman feel this way (by the way, just for correction- misconstrew should actually be spelled 'misconstrue', sorry). I think if more men use tact and disciplined, women would not peg us as pigs.

[Michael Handel]

This is very nice. I like when a poem makes me smile...and yeah, this person clearly has a dirty mind...I mean Top Gear, seriously. This is very well written and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing.

[Ray Hamilton]

I laughed all the way through this
Sounds like this man has my sense of humor
Bet he's in trouble all the time LOL

You know some of us have the gift of gab, and can't help ourselves
This put a smile on my face
Thanks emz
Ray

[Sam]

This is quite funny, especially the Top Gear part at the end.

[Thomas James Martin]

Like the style here and the original expression of an old subject. Seems to read itself. Really enjoyedit.
Tom

[Ralphy]

Oh, Like a sewer...um, like a peach...soft, tender skin, like a mellon, sweet and refreshing, like a glass of wine, fruit taste that lifts the spirit, like a steak...rich with boiling flavor...would you like an early evening...um...did I do something wrong...but you didn't ask me these question....

this poem has brought new words to a familiar tone...Thanks for the read...nice write